He could smell the lotioned bodies in his lap. They still smelled of the coconut sun tan lotion but they also had a sweat scent to them from their swe...ting in the sun. This scent was intoxicating to them and only added to his excitement. The thing that made his cock start to rise was that his daughters were holding hands with them in his lap only inches from his cock. He was sure that if they looked down they could see the outline of his cock in his shorts. And they did. Beth caught Brooke’s. Tie your hands behind your back and let you watch me as I reach down and slap your little joke of a dick for already being hard before the game even begins! Slap it again and tell you what a pathetic fucking piece of shit you are. You're not really even worthy of licking my pussy, much less fucking your Mistress. I have to leave and find my own big cock men, because you only have a tiny nub of skin. Even hard, it looks like a shriveled old man's pecker....WTF am I supposed to do with that. Vic could only grab her by her lovely red head.... AND HANG ON! …OH DEAR GOD THIS WOMAN COULD SUCK!! It was all part of her plan... she wanted him to cum... she wanted him to blow his load now and not later when her orgasm was of the highest importance to her. She'd been around enough eighteen, nineteen and twenty-year-old cocks to know they had a habit of going POW! too early in the festivities; leaving her high n' dry. Not to worry; she was a seasoned fellatrix and she just so happened to. Monica could tell Brenda was the kind of girl who thought behaving would earn her brownie points. If she only knew! Monica and Brenda were the same age, but in many ways, Monica was much older. So far, she’d been lucky in her choices. She’d wrapped the boys around her finger, and she lorded it over the girls. She picked on Brenda because she was such an easy target, and why not? It was fun. After world history, she went to her locker and figured out which books she should take home. She was.